Well, in my neighborhood the neighborhood watch comitee DOES send out a newsletter. However, I have never seen a port-a-potty at any beach, but it might just be me. I can beleive this story is true, and if its not, I enjoyed it just the same. Hmmp, if you don't have anything else to do but put stories down because you have no life, you shouldn't even come here. If you think we're "shit obsessed freaks", WHY DO YOU COME HERE? I think your the one that needs a life, so please, stop putting things down when you yourself could not make a better story, fake or not.

Who the fuck has a neighborhood newsletter? How queer. This story sucks.

Well, as I've said before, and I'll say it again.. the story is FAKE! This would never happen in real life outside the fucked up minds of these shit-obsessed freaks! Get fuckin real people!

Indeed. You may have thought you were funny and all with your childish antics, but in reality you were an asshole. You're soooooo cool.

What if you tipped it over and soon after that, Uncle Brownie was knocking on the door.

What if you sucked my butthole and ate my crap?

You want me to Fred?

We ought to be protecting our toilets, creating more public toilets. I don't like romaticizing the destruction of shit-related paraphenalia, especially something as useful as a portapotty. Portapotty's encourage public pooping, and need to be placed everywhere, not destroyed. Go find some anti-poop website where you belong.

Anti-poop website.... That's terrible. I love to poop. In fact, I wish I could take about 4 poops a day. I guess I'll have to start eating more! It is like Kirchoff's Current Law.."The electrical currents entering a node must equal the electrical currents leaving the node." This means what goes in must come out. Just as the more food you eat, the more ass mud you release. It is directly proportion. (Except when your constipated. The the food intake to ass mudd release is inversely proportional) I'll save the relationship between diarrhea and differential equations until another day. Just remember that the general solution looks like

c1e^r1t+c2e^r2t+...+cne^rnt

I think the one thing many of you are missing out on is the fact that I was 15 and horribly misguided at the time :) Age and wisdom have bestowed upon me better judgement and appreciation for the tar-pit...

You know, it's funny... I've seen stories on here telling the tale of one person dragging another person through an alley full of shit, and there was no backlash. Yet, my tale of teenage miscreance is somehow a horrid crime...

My opinion, and opinions are like assholes, everyone has one... As this site has gained more readers and attention, the crowd has become exceedingly saturated with trolls and other people who want to be negative. I ask you nicely to find another website to spread your negativity.

...it almost makes me wonder why I bother trying to entertain you with my life experiences... it seems every time, people have to take the fun out of it...

First of all, this story isn't even actually about POOP... it's just about toilets. It lacked a certain degree of humour that I've come to expect from the poop report... keep pushing, the writer's constipation WILL end. Having said that... anyone who bothers to write a fake story for this site would at least include some kind of tale of a friend or loved one being covered with feces. Instead of questioning the validity of this tale, get a paper and go sit by yourself on the throne.

I'm sorry that my words of truth hurt you people. It is sad to see that so many individuals live in a fantasy world in which it is ok to obsess about their fecal excrement. And to think that people put time into a WEB SITE to contribute to this obsession just blows my mind. Poop is gross, keep it to yourselves! Poop wasn't meant to be shared with others. Get real!

we're not sharing poop, we're sharing poop stories. There's a difference. If something funny happens, why not laugh?

And I think I'll be the first to point out that despite your anti poop stance, you've been here every day for at least the last week.

Ehh, don't listen to Hmmp he's obviously just trolling (writing negative posts just to stir up a response). While I can appreciate that in the same sense as I appreciate teen mischief his words are a fart in the wind, heard once and quickely forgotten. As to the story, it may be fake it may not be but it is perfectly possible. Me and my friends were always vandalizing toilets and setting small fires. Doesn't mean that I hate toilets or oppress pooping, just that I had some youthful energy to expend. We never had porta-pottys around our neighborhood to mess with anyway and in their abscense we just shat in the woods, no biggie.

I hate it when the poop service doesn't come to service the poop houses at work when they're supposed to. We got alot of guys with a alot of poop and one pooper. Well sometimes I go in to lift the lid and the mountain of ass nuggets has risen way above the scented juice they put in there and the tip of the mountain is but a few inches from the where my poop shoot would be if I were to sit down. I hold it because I dont like to sit on other's poopoo. Anybody else have to deal with this shit too?

no one will be sucking anyones buttholes! ewey... well anyways my brother wants u to look at his band and their page...www.theasspolice.2ya.com

hmm... I find tipped over portapotties outrageously ammusing. Once, at a family reunion, my father, uncle Bob and grandfather all tipped one whilst my poor Kent was inside... Needless to say, I've got many of my own wonderfull poop stories to share... although certainly not as well written. Bravo Potty-tipper!! And to those who find the need to diss the poop-obsessed, I say "Ni!" to thee!

i am egnostic about poop, so i remaine neutral... but the story was funny... and well written. so props to you man!!!!

I say the probality of the story is highly true because I knew some construction guys that loved to tip blue shitters and do other pranks to portable johns. I heard one guy even picked one up w/ a crane.

i'm tajh

this story would've been better if the dad was in the portapotty when he tipped it over.

you gotta tip it over (door to ground) when someone's in it. the blue stuff spills all over whoever's in there.

If was the one replacing the unit I would go on Potty Patrol.

to jonathan vance- I was thinking the same thing... i also liked the reference in the story about pushing it over only to put out the fire...Good stuff. But I tend to agree with PoopyMcPoopins about not destroying port-o-mudders... We all need a place to drop the bomb when we know it won't fit down a toilet!

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ok, not as funny as i thought...

Wow, only 3 registered users commented on this post (I'm the fourth)

Slim, a lot of port o johns on construction sites have lifting braces on them so they can be picked up and brought to the top floor.Unfortunately, many times the lifting eylet on the brace is not secured well, and...

Yesterday I was at "Christmas in April"- basically Habitat for Humanity, and they provided us a single port-o-crapper. I went in and could easily tell it had been tipped. The blue was on the walls along with shit specks and TP. Cigerrette burns all over too. I was west of Harrisonburg, VA, and the shitter said it was from Staunton (A while away) so I knew it wouldn't get clean very often.

KOC, were you volunteering? I knew you were a boyscout but I didn't know you also built houses. Theres a pretty big Habitat community being built near me. They have volunteers coming in from everywhere. Maybe you'll come.

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Well, my scout troop is chartered by my church which needed people to help. With my amazing building skills and nothing to doo that day but drink beer, I said "What the fuck, I can drink beer any day" and there was a lot of food, so I was happy.

Where is community you speak of? I can use an air nailer pretty well.

I live 10 minutes from Boy Scout Camp Ho Nan Wah and it is the Sea Island Habitat for Humanity. I live in a very small rural community that is comprised mostly of descendants of slaves. We speak a language here called Gullah. A lot of the community is on welfare and so there are a lot of people to build houses for. But the rich people that live in Charleston give a lot of money to help out and groups come in from everywhere to help build homes to volunteer. Oh, and if you get caught speeding or some other non-violent offense they make you do volunteer at the resale store.

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I love it when moronic savages display their ignorance; this thread was a crack-up! The site's called "Poop Report", for cryin' out loud; Billious was reporting on a poopy experience. Duh. I liked the story; everyone does silly things when they're 15; potty-sloshing is right up there!

Furthermore, if you have a Homeowners' Association, YOU likely have a community newsletter, but you people who made those early posts don't KNOW you have a community newsletter because you are unlikely to be paying the mortgages wherever you live, and are lucky to have SOMEONE with the good grace to allow you to live under their roof.

So there. *sticks out tongue*)

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